I have a pet peeve about people talking about the weather, particularly on the radio, which is where I hear most of my weather-talkin’.

You’ll often here the weather-person express a kind of value judgment on the weather: it’s going to be a ‘nice day’, or the weekend ‘looks good’, or they have ‘good news in the weather forecast’.

The thing is, there isn’t good or bad weather.

Ok, there can be bad weather. No one wants a tornado or a flood.

Other than those extremes, though, weather isn’t good or bad. It depends on your preferences and needs.

Throwing an outdoor wedding reception? You probably don’t want rain. Trying to keep failing crops alive after weeks of drought? You probably do want rain.

I know people who love a hot and humid day. They call it a “beach day”. I hate hot humid days. I can only take off so many clothes.

This is mostly trivial peeve of language, but I do think there’s a deeper issue. If we prescribe values to something as arbitrary as the weather, then we allow something which we have no control to impact how we feel.

Don’t value judge the weather! It’s is a path to sadness!